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He's a man of great beliefs,
Got two kids an ex and a wife to be,
Born in the decade of the 70's,
He missed out by 10 on the hippy years.
What's he go and do......
He gets hired and fired,
Hired and fired.
Now this aint time for moet to blow,
But in his mind that moet flow,
Signing on and signing off,
He's a man full of thought.
What's he go and do...
He's gets hired and fired.
Hey!
Here come the rag boys,
Hey!
Here come the rag boys,
On the cornor is where you'll find them
Morning blasted of cold stale beer,
Little lady torn with fear,
He's a man of great beliefs
He's a man yet to peak.
What's he go and do.........
He's gets hired and fired.
Hey!
Here come the rag boys,
Hey!
Here come the rag boys,
On the cornor is where you'll find them
Hey!
Here come the rag boys,
Hey!
Here come the rag boys,
Hey!
Here come the rag boys,
Hey!
Here come the rag boys,
On the cornor is where you'll find them
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2. |
Bring The Dance
03:12
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You bring the dance to me,
To me my love,
On a dusty road
When im all alone,
You bring the dance to me,
To me my love.
Lip-stick on the collar,
Ain't the one for you,
No matter what the people,
Think say or do,
Lip-stick on the colar aint the one for you you...
You know your making me feel,
So alive,
You know your making me feel so alive,
When im feeling down,
So different when your around,
You making me feel so alive.
Lip-stick on the collar,
Ain't the one for you,
No matter what the people,
Think so or do
Lip-stick on the colar aint the one for you you...
Good times, never even had a dime,
Good times, couldn't even give a damn. (repeat)
You bring the dance to me,
To me my love,
You bring the dance to me,
To me my love,
Wanna move in you girl,
Like the way that we should
Wanna move in you girl like the way That we should,
When the band is playing
And my heart is saying,
wanna move in you girl
Like the way that we should.
Lip-stick on the collar,
Ain't the one for you,
No matter what the people,
Think so or do
Lip-stick on the colar aint the one for you you...
Good times, never even had a dime,
Good times, couldn't even give a damn. (repeat)
Lip-stick on the colar aint the one for you
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The Way A Woman Should
03:40
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Falling Into You
03:52
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You give me soul in the morning,
hope when im falling, falling into you.
You give me joy in the sunshine,
that joy is a life line it hold me up inside.
I watch over you, you watch over me all night long.
Till the morning comes, i'll be holding you in my arms.
I'll hold you for many more.
Shelter me from rain, and lifes endless pain,
take me away, know it aint my loss its my gain.
If ever I should stumble somewhere along the way,
I'll be sure to reach you by the closing of the day.
I watch over you, you watch over me all night long.
Till the morning comes, i'll be holding you in my arms.
I'll hold you for many more.
I'll be holding on, and i won't not i won't let you go...
Till the morning comes,
I'll be holding you in my arms and I hold you for many more.
I watch over you, you watch over me all night long.
Till the morning comes, i'll be holding you in my arms.
I'll hold you for many more.
I will hold....
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